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My boyfriend signed up for an Economics class last semester that had a professor who was described by other students on Rate My Professors as “a little offensive but still funny” and “you will still learn if you do the work and attend his workshops.” On the first day of class, he pointed to an Asian girl next to him.

“Are you Chinese?” he asked.

She looked bewildered and said, “Yes…?”

“How do you feel about the One Child Policy?”

The entire class went silent.

She glared at him, “I’m American.”

He shrugged it off, “Yeah, but you’re Chinese. So how do you feel about being the only child in your family?”

When I peruse through class lists, one of the very first things I want to know is whether or not I will be in a safe environment with a professor who cares about their students. Rate My Professors is the most commonly used tool for students to decide whether or not a professor is right for their learning style. It’s a tool for students created by students. But when such tools actively work against students who want to give proper warning about professors, what does that tell you? Does RMP care about student safety? Or is it doing everything in its power to protect corrupt educators? Should students compile a list of corrupt professors to combat RMP’s new policy if they don’t reverse this rule?

The Chinese woman and the rest of the students had to endure a semester filled with violent racist, sexist, and classist rhetoric (he later humiliated a student for 15 minutes for having an old Ford—what he described as a “loser car”) with a professor who only taught outside of class hours instead of during class hours. There are many more stories like this one because students pay for a class they weren’t expecting.

Because students can’t say “racist and sexist”, people have opted for “problematic” with examples as well as synonyms. You can contact them here to ask them to change their policy.

Are there any angry Asian-Dutch girls here? My name is Janet. I am a Chinese girl who’s born and raised in the Netherlands.

As an Asian minority living in a white community, I can relate to your personal stories. Since I was little, I’ve been called slit-eye and “poepchinees” (translated as “poop Chinese”, which is a normal Dutch word, sadly enough). When I was 11, I started my first day at a new school. Another kid on the playground yelled “Look, a Chinese. What the hell is a Chinese doing at our [white] school?” Such a warm welcome. One time, a random guy at a party asked me about Asian women’s sideways vaginas. I was angry, but my boyfriend at the time told me to “relax”’. He told me the guy was “not a racist and actually very nice”. Well, fuck you very much. Two guys once followed me down the street and kept shouting words like konnichiwa, happy ending and ching chong.

A lot of Dutch people think racism doesn’t exist in the Netherlands. They act like this country is “post-racial”. To them, every racist remark and microagression is “just a joke, lighten up”. Someone even said it’s “typical Dutch humor”.

There’s an old Dutch children’s song called “Hanky Panky Shanghai”. It’s basically a nonsensical song that mocks Asian languages. They might as well called it the Ching Chong Song. This video (1:14) shows little children internalizing “innocent” racism by singing it at a birthday party. The video is from 1997, but schools are still doing this. I would always cringe when they sang this at my elementary school. I didn’t understand why everyone (even the teacher) was mocking my language and my culture. The kids would pull their eyes back and say “This is how you talk right? And you don’t have to pull your eyes back, because your eyes are already slanty.”

Last year, a Chinese contestant on Holland’s Got Talent was ridiculed by the Dutch judge. This was exactly the racist shit I encounter every day. It made me angry that the Dutch media and people dismissed the racism. To them, it’s “an innocent joke”. This was it. Enough is enough. Then, a lot happened:

I wrote an article about dealing with racism as an Asian in the Netherlands, which got published in a big Dutch newspaper (NRC). I also created the platform “Number 39 With Rice”, a Facebook-page that attracted 4,000+ likes in a few days (it may not sound much haha, but The Netherlands has a small population of only 16 million people). My platform attracted attention from the media and I was invited to a very well-known Dutch television show to talk about racism (which garnered 1 million live viewers). It felt amazing to stand up for myself and others. A month later, 39 Chinese restaurants reacted to the racism by offering a 39% discount to their menu item number 39. The Asian-Dutch community finally spoke up.

After that, I’ve got a lot of hate mail from white people who told me to “go back to my own country if I don’t like it here”. I should be able to “take a joke”. Even a few Asians told me to shut up and not cause a “stir”. Fuck that.

My biggest inspirations were my Asian-American sisters, like AAGU, Fascinasian, Angry Girl Comics, Kristina Wong and Jenny Zhang from Rookie. Although the hate crime rates in the US are much higher than in The Netherlands, to me the US is a place where minorities can stand proud and fight back. I would love to study a semester in the US en meet Asian-American sisters who are also proud and loud. We don’t have Asian organisations in the Netherlands that speak up against racism. Growing up, I’ve never had empowering Asian rolemodels. I felt lonely and blamed myself for being “too sensitive” when someone called me slit-eye. And now, on my platform, other Asians tell me they admire my fire. I feels good to be a rolemodel and inspire others to stand up for themselves. No, you shouldn’t be silent when someone mocks you language, culture and heritage. Tell them they’re rude, or re-appropriate stereotypes by telling them “Yes indeed, my mother’s maiden name is Ching Chang Chong” or “That waitress in the Chinese restaurant is my sister” (something I’ve learned from Jenny Zhang). Be ahead of the game, show them how ridiculous stereotypes are and most of all: stand proud.

After everything I’ve done for the Dutch Asian community, there are still days where I feel powerless and just want to bury my head in the sand. It sucks to deal with racism. It sucks to think about it. Till the day I die, I will encounter racist assholes. My children will have to deal with them, and their children, and so on.

Most Dutch Asians would rather be silent, suck it up and “stand above it”. But they’re not standing above it. They’re ignoring racism and rather act as the “model minority”. Although they say they admire my guts, they do not want to stand up against racism. I feel different, as if I don’t belong with the white AND Asian people.

Yesterday, it hit me. I felt lonely as hell. I love my Dutch friends. But no matter how much they tell me they support me, they will never truly understand how it feels to be Asian in a white community. I have always been the only non-white person in my friend groups. I really need to go out there and find more Asian friends. I need my brothers and sisters. I can not fight this battle alone.

84yo Asian American victim of NYPD brutality to sue city for $5 million

I blogged earlier this year about the story of Kang Chun Wong, the 84 year old Chinese American man who was brutally beaten by New York City Police Department officers after he was stopped for an alleged incident of jaywalking. Wong, who speaks predominantly Cantonese and Spanish, was walking on the Upper West side when he was stopped by Officer Jeffry Loo at the intersection of 96th and Broadway.

According to the NY Daily News, Officer Loo asked for Wong’s identification, which Wong provided. However, when Loo began to walk away with the ID, Wong — not understanding what was happening — protested. That’s when Loo, along with several officers pushed Wong against the wall of a building and then slammed him to the ground, bloodying his head. Witnesses were horrified, capturing graphic pictures of Wong being handcuffed and taken away.

Wong was eventually charged with jaywalking, along with disorderly conduct and resisting arrest, however the Manhattan district attorney’s office decided not to prosecute the case.

Now, Wong — through his attorney Sanford Rubenstein — is suing the city and the NYPD for $5 million dollars.

For her part, Liu revealed she’s asked the diversity question more often than the Elementary producers and writers would like to hear it. “I’ll ask Rob all the time, ‘Can we make him Asian? Can we make him Asian?’ He’s probably like, Oh, it’s the Asian call again. Or, can we make this person ethnic? It’s not always Asian, it’s just diverse or real or New York, you know? And he’ll say yes or no and that’s just the way it is. He’s never said no across the board.

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I’m not saying it falls only on Rob; it’s a complicated group because you’ve got people above you and above you and above you and above you. But it starts, as Rob said earlier, as a kernel. And that’s what we have to be: We have to be a participant, and we have to open our mouths

Who says Asian American women aren’t writing fiction? “We are everywhere if you only look!”

“This summer, I traveled around the U.S. to promote my debut novel, “Everything I Never Told You.”At one university where I’d been invited to speak, I asked the professor hosting me how he’d found me. He admitted he’d needed an Asian American woman fiction writer to balance his speaker lineup. “There aren’t a lot of you out there,” he said, with evident embarrassment.

Many universities and events deliberately try to select diverse speakers, and I think it’s a fine way to expose audiences to writers of different backgrounds. But I was startled to hear there weren’t many Asian American women fiction writers. Off the top of my head, I could think of several dozen.

Early on, 2014 was designated the “Year of Reading Women.” Partly inspired by the annual VIDA count — which for four straight years has shown a huge gender disparity in major literary publications — the #ReadWomen2014 movement encouraged readers to do just that.

In May, Book Expo America waswidelycriticized when the initial lineup for BookCon, its public event, contained virtually no women and virtually no people of color. The#WeNeedDiverseBooks Campaign arose in response, to promote greater diversity in children’s and YA literature. (Full disclosure: I took part in a BookCon panel myself, in the awkward position of a woman of color who had actually been invited months before the controversy.)

In other words, in 2014, we might have expected awareness of women writers and writers of color to be on the rise. And I still hope it is, on the whole. Yet there it was, that statement I heard surprisingly often: “There just aren’t many Asian American women writers.”

Several years ago, frustrated by similar remarks about authors of color, the writer and critic Roxane Gay compiled a list of them, aptly titled “We Are Many. We Are Everywhere.” Inspired by Gay’s list, I put out a call on Twitter for names of Asian American women writers. Within hours, I was deluged with suggestions. Even after I narrowed the focus to authors who had published a book of fiction — the type of speaker most venues seek — the list swelled into the hundreds.”

Read the full piece, and see the list of Asian American women writers here

When you’re talking to a POT, it’s guaranteed that he’s going to ask you “Have you had an arrangement before?” I don’t care if you have or have not, but you should answer “YES!”. If you say no, he’s going to take advantage of your inexperience and lowball you.

What is your dream arrangement that you are trying to obtain? Is it $500 for pay-for-play? Is it a platonic relationship with shopping sprees and plenty of gifts? Or a monthly allowance? Whatever arrangement you are trying to obtain, LIE and say that your last arrangement was like that. Your imaginary “last” arrangement should be your ideal arrangement that you are trying to obtain. If you want around $500 for pay-per-meet, say that your last arrangement was set up like that. If you want a monthly allowance, say your last arrangement was set up like that. Men are competitive and will want to meet or even beat your last arrangement. And if your POT doesn’t want to meet it, he’s not worth your time. Don’t sell yourself short on what you need.

For me, I said that my last arrangement was a $5k monthly allowance for once a week meet ups. It wasn’t until I started lying about having a prior arrangement that I got serious offers from POTs of $4-5k a month! When I was honest and told POTs that I’ve never had an arrangement before, one told me that the most I could ever get from a SD is $500-$1000 a month MAX. And if I wanted any more than that, I’d have to date incredibly old and bat shit crazy men. He told me no SD would underwrite over $1000 a month. THIS IS FALSE. He told me these things to make it appear like his $300 pay-per-play offer to me was gold.

Lie and you’ll be able to separate the salt from the sugar. The salt won’t waste your time trying to convince you to accept their sleazy offers if they know that you have had better.

In French class today, this white boy tried to be funny by asking me, “Hey, is your favorite resturaunt Panda Express?”
So I looked him dead in the eye and asked him, “Is your favorite resturaunt Cracker Barrel?”
He said nothing.

Fic where Bucky is doing his thing post Cap 2 and one day he looks up and Tony Stark is standing in the mouth of the alley. And Bucky’s like, okay, he’s here because of his parents, or project Insight or whatever but instead Tony’s just like “So does Cap like Asian cuisine? Italian just seems overdone, you know? I guess we could stick to all-American fare but that seems trite.”

And Bucky’s just like… “um?”

“I guess I could take him to that fusion place. Do you know fusion? Oh god, you don’t know your own name, what am I asking?”

And Bucky just kind of squints at him and he’s like “Don’t take him anywhere pretentious. If you genuinely want to show him something new, he’ll have a good time.”

And Tony’s all “Thanks for the advice, wing-man! I’ll catch up with you later and tell you how it went!” And he takes a few steps before he pauses and asks “Do you need anything? You kind of look like you need something. A shower mostly.”

Bucky just narrows his eyes. “I’m fine?”

“You need money. I’m going to send you money.”

And Bucky just shakes his head like yeah, definitely Howard’s kid, geez but a couple of days later a private courier finds him at his safe house in Prague and delivers the shiniest, blackest AMEX card in the world.

Bucky resists the temptation for five whole days.

(Tony keeps popping up for dating advice “Should I take Steve dancing?” “Sure if you want a 230 pound super human stomping all over your feet and stammering apologies.” “Is it weird that I kind of do?” and “So is Steve gay or bi or what?” “You’ve been trying to date him for six weeks and it just occurred to you to ask?” “Whatever, I don’t care if he’s straight, he’s totally Tony-sexual.” “He does have a critical weakness for smart-mouthed assholes.”)

“You can come back with me you know,” Tony says one day. He’s rocking up and down on the balls of his feet, watching Bucky pour kerosene over the back porch of one of Hydra’s commanders (there’s no one else in the house, he’s made sure, he’s not what they made of him anymore). Bucky hasn’t used the AMEX card in a couple weeks, but Tony always finds him. Bucky’s probably bugged, but he can’t bring himself to care. If he gets killed at least Stark will be able to find his body. He has the vague notion that Steve would probably want to know if he was dead.

“I know,” Bucky says as he pours out the rest of the accelerant and tosses the can away.

“You gonna?”

“Not today.”

“I have a pool,” Tony says. “Well, technically I have seven of them. Eight? Twelve if you count the hotels. And king-sized beds with down-filled comforters. Fully stocked kitchens with gourmet chefs.Working showers.”

“For a guy trying to make time with my best friend you are really obsessed with my personal hygiene.”

“You have to shower before you can come inside my tower,” Tony said. “And also that arm. Ew. Jesus, I can hear the servos straining from here. Hydra’s engineers should be ashamed.”

“They’re all dead,” Bucky said as he fished his matchbook out of his pocket. “Everyone who knew anything about how this thing works. I made sure of it.”

If he’s expecting Tony to be shocked, he’s disappointed. The billionaire just shrugged. “That’s probably a good plan, really. What?” he asked. “You’re talking to a man who blew up everyone involved in what they did to me. Like I can judge.”

It’s a fair point. Bucky flips the match over his shoulder. “Right, so I was reading about this fusion stuff.”

Tony keeps tracking him down - and he tells Steve, of course he does, Bucky doesn’t eve try to tell him not to. But he doesn’t want Steve to come yet. Stark is… Stark is different. Stark doesn’t care about the man Bucky used to be, and he never knew the inhuman machine the Winter Soldier had been. Stark doesn’t want anything from him except advice. Stark isn’t disappointed in what Bucky is making out of the wreckage of his former lives.

So he tells Stark to tell Steve not to come. And Steve - it takes a couple of near-misses but Steve listens. If Bucky ever goes too far off the map Steve will come looking to make sure he’s still alive, but that’s… reassuring. Sometimes Stark passes along messages. Mostly they don’t talk about Steve except in the context of Stark’s ongoing attempts to seduce him.

Bucky knows Steve somewhere deep in the back of his mind and the pit of his stomach. He knows Steve without knowing how he knows. And everytime Stark shows up and bemoans his lack of progress, Bucky has to bite his tongue from telling the man that Steve is so obviously smitten that even in Stark’s biased and self-deprecating accounts Bucky can tell that Steve’s just dragging this out for shits and giggles and it’s basically a done deal.

One day in March he sees a picture of Steve and Stark on the cover of the CNN front page. Stark is gesturing wildly and Steve has one arm around his waist. He’s looking at Tony with an expression that most people only aim at adorable kittens and their spouse of fifty years.

It’s a good look on him.

Bucky takes out his shiny black AMEX and books the first flight he can find to New York.

a fan gave Jungkook a 단호박 (pronounced as ‘dan-ho-bak’), an Asian variety of squash, because that’s his nickname among lots of fans in Korea

because 단호 (‘dan-ho’) as a separate word means ‘determined,’ ‘firm,’ or sometimes ‘affront,’ the nickname 단호박 (‘dan-ho-bak’) is often used to describe people who are unrelenting and tend to show less emotions

and it’s also ironic because the literal translation of “dan-ho-bak” means ‘sweet pumpkin,’ (“dan”=sweet & “ho-bak”=pumpkin) and so those cold and relentless people are actually being referred to as “sweet pumpkins” lmao

BUT SRSLY IM JUST LOL-ING AT THE FACT THAT A FAN ACTUALLY GAVE HIM A REAL DAN-HO-BAK AS A GIFT

Why is it that when you tell people you’re interested in things like KPop, anime, CPop, Bollywood or anything remotely relating to Asia they automatically assume that interest dictates how everything you like is Asian.

For instance, while I was in Japan I met this guy at the school I was studying at and he saw that I had EXO on my phone. So, he proceeded to ask me, “Oh, do you like SMTown?” And I said yes then we got excited and started singing YG songs, KDrama songs and even spoke to each other in Korean. But after that, people kept calling him my “Korean boyfriend” and every time we would be in the same room people would just tease me and say, “Oooooh~ Your Korean boyfriend is here~” He wasn’t my boyfriend he was just someone who had the same interests as me (and just happened to be Korean).

But even my mom will say things like, “You’ll marry an Asian boy one day. I can just see it.” or even “Oh, look. You might think he’s cute since he’s Asian.” Or even some friends I had would ask me, “Since you like anime do you have a lot of Asian friends?” Really? Just because I have a deep interest in Asian cultures doesn’t mean that I’m solely going to make every aspect of my life “Asian”. Yes, I love cute Japanese stationery but that’s because America has bland designs and I would like more colors and stickers on my planners and calendars. Yes, I do think Chen from EXO, Mark from Got7 and Suga from BTS are attractive guys but that doesn’t mean I’m going out of my way to date people who look like them! Let alone date onlyAsians. If my partner ends up being Asian, it’s not because I wanted to date them for their ethnicity. I’m dating them because I genuinely like them and they happen to be of that race. I have no real preference when it comes to race. In fact, my first relationship was with a German Puerto-Rican. Real Asian, huh.

Do you know how annoying and gross it feels to be fetishized for your ethnicity? As you guys have seen, I’m mixed and I’m basically a golden, caramel color. I’m not really dark like my dad nor am I as pale as my mother. But because of I guess I’ll call it my tan skin, I’ve had people come up to me and ask me out because I looked “exotic”. Some even called me a “caramel dream paradise”. To have people approach me not because they want to know me and like my personality, but because of my “exoticness” is the grossest thing I’ve experienced in my life. And I’m not even that exotic, I’m from New Jersey. So when I hear people say things like “my Korean boyfriend” or that “I’ll only date Asians” I get angry because I’m not trying to fetishize Asian cultures. The reason why I’m so invested into learning Korean, watching KDramas and listening to KPop is because I want to understand the culture better. The reason why I want to travel to South Korea one day isn’t because I want to find my “Korean family” but because South Korea actually helps produce some of the most recent American cartoons right now (Legend of Korra, Gravity Falls, Steven Universe, Adventure Time, etc.) and I’m deeply interested in animation production since it’s my major. Just because I like one thing about a culture doesn’t mean I’m gonna make my whole entire life about that culture, or let alone pretend I am a person of that culture.

A few weeks ago, I went on a date with a guy who reminded me of Edward Snowden, but with a British accent. I considered this to be a good thing.

We met for drinks at a bar near the Flatiron, and proceeded to drink lots of gin and tonics on the patio. He asked me, “Do you have a thing for British accents?” to which I replied, “No.” I asked him, “Do you have a thing for Asian girls?” to which he replied, “No.” We were both lying, I’m sure.

What is it about these accents that make them so dreamy? Is it that you can close your eyes and imagine you’re on a date with Colin Firth? Or Voldemort? (Hey, whatever you’re into. I’m not here to judge.)

He made it pretty clear that all he wanted to do was sleep with me, and I made it clear that it wasn’t going to happen, so we probably won’t see each other again (although we text from time to time). However, if he wants to read a book to me or something, that would be quite lovely.

Shiro canonically has smaller and more angular eyes than the other characters on the show, and at a push from certain angles I’d say that he was meant to have monolids because of how you see the lines of his eyes showing it (along w under eye puffs) and I’m on mobile so I’ll ask someone else to paste the pic in a reblog.

Yet a lot if not most of the fanart of him shows him with larger eyes, more rounded and with prominent double kids. I’m not asking you all to draw him w racist looking slit eyes but I rarely ever see people draw monolids or almond shaped eyes or any eyes that look like mine on e/se Asian characters.

Stop whitewashing us, especially when unlike a lot of anime, he canonically has this eye shape!!

I have great cab rides. My last one was no different. The Indian American driver, who’s been in Washington, D.C. for 25 years, recognized me as Indian American and struck up a friendly conversation. When I started telling him about the organization I work for, Asian Americans Advancing Justice | AAJC, he asked, “East Asians? or South Asians? Because we’re very different.”

His question didn’t surprise me. I’ve heard it a lot. “Do you even have anything in common?” “Aren’t those completely different cultures?” A lot of people, both Asian and non-Asian, seem to feel that way.

The fact is, our community is hugely diverse. Many of us, like my cab driver, identify with our particular ethnic group—you may share a language, the spices in your kitchen, a religious tradition and much more.

Asian Americans come from all different walks and histories, as a quick scan of the tag will show. We’re recent immigrants and we’re families who have been here for generations. Some of us are doctors, lawyers, engineers and entertainers and some of us are among the most disadvantaged communities in America. We are as diverse as our country.

Many people look at us and don’t see those distinctions. Instead, we’re perceived to be a monolithic group who all share the same stereotyped qualities: intelligent, submissive, quiet, successful. We’re the “model minority” and we’re doing just fine.

What we do have in common is the way that we are treated in politics, and the way we are repeatedly rendered invisible in our own country.

I dont think some of Yall non black muslims realise how racist Yall can be. Like sometimes you think racisim is about hating someone because of their race, but that’s not just it. An example of this racism is when people asked me if my husband is muslim because he is black. Or asking black muslims who were born muslim of they knew how to make wudu, or telling a black muslim hijabi, who just got done make wudu, if she knew that she needed her hijab on to make salah. Automatically assuming a black muslim can not be islamically knowlegable just because they are black. Being surprised that a black muslim is a hafiz, or knows how to read and write Quran, or even asking if we pray five times a day. Like I’m so tired of these stupid question that Yall wouldn’t ask an Arab or Asian. Like really. I’m so done.

In a vine once he asked he said “How asians name their children.” He proceeded to drop a spoon down his staircase, clinking as it fell. He then said, “Ba Ding Ting Wong, your wice is weday!”

…not to mention his sexist video about what he wants in girls (it was deleted but can be found here (x)).

“So many girls these days don’t do anything, they’re just like glorified, like, like yeah I’m gonna date a rich guy,”

“But if you make it too easy, then it’s like you’re a whore.”

“Make it clear that you like us!”

“A girl who can cook… like automatically a 5, honestly.”

“Take the hair off, I’m sorry!”

“Entertain me."

"A girl that likes video games, but not a girl that’s like obsessed with video games. You can’t be better than me, or else…” (this quote was not by Nash himself, until now I’ve restrained the quotes to things Nash has said, but this is from one of the other guys in the video.)

…among a bunch of other sexist comments and unnecessary objectification.

Girls need to “know how to be quiet,” apparently.

Here is an excerpt from an article explaining why the video has received so much backlash:

Then they move into more contentious territory: Caylen criticizes girls with “fake tits,” while Grier dislikes girls who are “obnoxious and loud.” Then the boys talk about physical appearance, favoring girls who are short and petite, with “natural” looks and “really good smiles.” They criticize girls who don’t shave their facial and body hair, implying that “peach fuzz” and other types of natural hair on women is “gross.”

Grier also tells girls that “the chase is such a big part” of what makes a girl appealing, encouraging them to “play hard to get.”

“If you play too hard to get, then it’s just like, ‘oh, she doesn’t even like me,’ but if you play easy, then it’s just like, oh, she’s a whore,” Grier states. “Find a balance.”

“You can’t be better than me” at playing video games, Dallas adds. “I mean I don’t even play video games. You can’t be better than me.”

Grier’s video stood for five days as it gathered major backlash over what many viewers felt were the boys’ reinforcement of horrible beauty and behavioral standards in young women who already battle with low self-esteem.

These privileged, white males are looking for girls who can challenge them; who can “improve them,“ "I like girls that will stay on top of you,” “girls that make you a better you,”… “girls that have talent.” “It’s cool to be captain of the cheer team,” “if the girls have their own ambitions they are going somewhere,” according to these visionaries.

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“Be yourself,” they conclude, their thumbs up—after spending the entire video telling girls that they need to be something else in order to please their trivial fantasies.

and his fans!

You can check the account of this person. They defend him against haters, claim his video isn’t sexist, etc.

And yet he has over 2M subs on YouTube after 9 videos (including the one that was taken down) and is the one of the most followed people on Vine.

How can this be that this nashole has so many more subscribers than honest, amazing, supportive, accepting, caring YouTubers that make amazing role models like Phil and Grace and Hannah and Mamrie, etc?

Oh, right, he has blue eyes <3

How can this be that so many people worship this sexist, racist, and homophobic dirtbag?